Sunday was an indescribable day. Words cannot even begin to describe what we feel, but I will try. It was very emotional as we, the entire congregation, stood holding hands, lights dimmed and choir turned toward our little man, we wept. Sweet J was overcome with emotion, too. He cried and smiled the happiest smile. My brother-in-law, who baptized his son, along with their Pastor, asked our little J if he believed that Jesus Christ, our Father, died and rose again for us-to save us all and give us new life in Him. His sweet little answer: "yes". I'll let the pictures say the rest...
My nephew, G, reached up at one point and tugged on my shirt sleeve, with the sweetest voice you've ever heard, he said: "Aunt C, I'm pwoud of my bwother" I am proud, too.
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